Ripped off, traces under the blood Paper cut, pencils drawing a disorganized metaphor of life Nail bites, tension, drums, a palace for the anxious types Trains off the railways, crickets going as loud as they can Summer rain with floods leaving craters in soft lands Doors and chains, vintage smells, and museum stairways The unconscious […]

Wind bursting into shouts, robbing reveries and foolish wanderings Cold crawling underneath our skin, aching along with some stubborn grieves Night running from a darker black and void Noise agonizing in its trial to reproduce a part of our world Steps leaving traces on a transient time, trespassing in a zone of self-induced lies Faces […]

I’ll leave myself behind In times when dancing was replacing words And dreaming was the main job When summer light was filling all the eyes with hopes And all my drawers were stuffed with silly jokes When laughter was imprinted in my skin And stories were written everywhere within When people had a magic touch […]